十四行诗 Sonnet 130

My mistress' eyes are nothing like the sun;

Coral is far more red than her lips' red;

If snow be white, why then her breasts are dun;

If hairs be wires, black wires grow on her head.

I have seen roses damask'd, red and white,

But no such roses see I in her cheeks;

And in some perfumes is there more delight

Than in the breath that from my mistress reeks.

I love to hear her speak, yet well I know

That music hath a far more pleasing sound;

I grant I never saw a goddess go;

My mistress, when she walks, treads on the ground:

And yet, by heaven, I think my love as rare

As any she belied with false compare.

我情妇的眼睛一点不像太阳；

珊瑚比她的嘴唇还要红得多：

雪若算白，她的胸就暗褐无光，

发若是铁丝，她头上铁丝婆娑。

我见过红白的玫瑰，轻纱一般；

她颊上却找不到这样的玫瑰；

有许多芳香非常逗引人喜欢，

我情妇的呼吸并没有这香味。

我爱听她谈话，可是我很清楚

音乐的悦耳远胜于她的嗓子；

我承认从没有见过女神走路，

我情妇走路时候却脚踏实地：

　　可是，我敢指天发誓，我的爱侣

　　胜似任何被捧作天仙的美女。